Faking Straight Novels & Stories

he faked a heart attack putting his right hand on his chest, and it made me smile. "Love you, you big faker." "Love you too, sis."

He threatens acrimoniously, as he runs into the bathroom. ' What a fool, now to the next step. Fake a pregnancy' ####################

“ Actually Aaron is with my ex so i can be with his…i mean fakely still” I grinned. “So, we have a deal?” He extended his hand. “Fake fiancée.” I took it. “Fake fiancé.”

I snort at the absurdity of my so-called choices, my sarcasm masking the dread clawing at my insides. He tilts his head, studying me for a moment before nodding. "This will be over in a few minutes. Stay calm," he advises, his voice disturbingly soothing as he sifts through his collection of knives. Psychopath. "How about we fake the injuries? Makeup bruises and cuts?" I suggest, kneeling beside him, trying to decipher his next move. He looks up, his expression deadpan. "Yeah, because the mafia is renowned for our grade A makeup artists and fake threats," he retorts, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I roll my eyes, more out of frustration than anything else.

the molester spoke up, smiling at me while we dove into our food. "I wasn't throwing it," I blurted out, making Jackson choke on his juice. I faked a smile. "My apologies. "I have a massive hangover, and that man right there just pissed me off," I said, telling half the truth. "It's Samantha," I said, stretching my hand for a handshake, which he eagerly took. I purposefully suck my thumbnail into his skin, making him wince, pulling back quickly. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?" I feigned concern. "It's just that this is my first time wearing long acrylic nails. I can be clumsy."

he said “It’s ok I get it” she said faking a smile “It’s fake” he said “What is fake?” she asked “The smile on your fake” he said, she didn’t know how to make it look real so she looked away “Hey babe” a voice said from behind, she looked behind her to see three men standing in a short distance and calling, they appeared to be thugs so she ignored then “Hello I am talking to you” he said aloud as he moved closer, he seemed determined

On my first day at the villa, the production team hands me a mission card. I read it. "Welcome to 'Where's the Straight Guy?', a reality show where 12 male contestants will be living together for one month. Only one of them is straight, while the others are gay. Every week, two people will be voted out. If the hidden straight guy makes it to the end, he'll win ten million dollars." I'm at a loss for words for a few seconds after I finish reading. Then, I look up at the director. "Your team does know what the words 'male contestant' mean, right?" The director looks me over—my short hair, black hoodie, chest hidden under a sports bra, and my five-foot-nine height—then checks the applicatio

and "calling the police." Before long, the police arrived. The lead officer frowned and asked, "Young man, this money is all fake. Where did you get it?" I stared at him in disbelief, frantically pulling the contract out of my pocket and shoving it toward him. "I didn't know! I earned it! I signed up for a clinical trial!" I shouted in a panic, "This has nothing to do with me!" He scanned the document, his frown deepening with every line. "You've been conned. This company is a front for a criminal syndicate. Did they draw your blood?"

Selena, the woman I'd been talking about, was standing on stage with microphone in hand. That was why Kayla's face had gone white. I didn't give her time to recover. "How is that possible? Your grandmother bought you folic acid. Yuvan said you had nausea. You even switched out your heels. There's no way you're not pregnant. Yuvan told me everything. You don't have to hide it. I'm not going to make it weird. It's not like I have feelings for you or anything..."

He didn't have the initiative to clean up his track. Phil smirked. 'Lester Jackson from New York, huh?' he thought with amused wickedness. Judging from the initial information he pulled up, he knew all of it was fake. The last name was fake, the Social Security Number was fake, the occupation was fake, the entire documents to cover up his true identity were fake.